Listen my children and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. He said to his friend, “If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft […]
My family knew that I was deaf When I was only three, and since then fifteen years ago Have never signed to me. I know when I’m around the house, I try and use my voice, It makes them feel more comfortable; For me, I have no choice. I try, communicate their way- Uncomfortable for […]
Little lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Gave thee life, and bid thee feed By the stream and o’er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice? Little lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made […]
Give this child what she needs Love Give this child what she needs Shelter
THIS child needs your love, this child sees himself in mamas arms, this child sings
If I could only see one child playing hockey at the Arena And winning the game once more If I could only see one child being safe in one place If I could only see this child smiling back at me If I could only tell this child that I am proud of him If […]
Many time I wish I could be younger for a while, No cares or responsibility Just that carefree child and smile. With wishes and dreams And plans and hopes, Yet many times it seems- The older I get, the harder to cope! I’ve grown from child to adult- I wonder what will be, I cannot […]
only a child can cry teardrops large enough to fill a bucket in seconds only a child has eyes that can draw you rapidly into their soul only a child has a heart that can be torn so brutally then laid out tenderly by soft pink hands
Long since I came into the school of Art, A child in works, but not a child in heart. Slowly I learn, by her instruction mild, To be in works a man, in heart a child.
A garden full of tender care brings joy beyond and above NOT UNLIKE A CHILD When given unconditional love For like a garden that’s picked and picked a child will not grow for so much picking just destroys the roots and no more blossoms will show From the depth of the earth the weeds appear […]
